"Alright, dad." Jessie got up with the medical kit and gently tugged on her father's sleeve, "Don't be normal with him."
She shook her head at Jessie's father, the meaning in her eyes clear that he was no match for George.
What's more, the family had a hateful grudge against George, and now it was the juncture to get George to let Dad go.
If he continued, things would be even harder to end.
Although Jessie's father was reluctant to lose this battle with George, he was even more reluctant to let his daughter down.
So in the end, Jessie's father sighed and agreed.
"Dad, let's sit over here and I'll give you the treatment." Jessie pointed to the two chairs not far away.
Jessie's father nodded, "OK, let's go."
They came to the chair.
After sitting down, Jessie began to open the medical kit.
When she saw the contents, she was suddenly flooded with difficulty for a moment, for she did not know how they would work.
In particular, it is completely confusing as to which one to use first and which one to use second.
Jessie's father saw his daughter staring at the contents of the medical kit, more or less understood what was going on, and patted his daughter's shoulder, "It's better to forget about it, Jessie, then look at my hand, it's not even bleeding that much anymore."
With that, he unfolded his hand and showed it to Jessie.
Indeed, as he said, it doesn't bleed much anymore.
But the broken skin was still there, and the blood that had been shed earlier, which had also coagulated into a scab on it, looked terrible.
Jessie shook her head and said, "No, what if the infection gets inflamed?"
The broken skin was quite large.
And the skin on several knuckles all broken.
Therefore, it was not possible to do without bandaging.
Looking at his daughter's determined look, Jessie's father's heart was warm.
Because his daughter cared for him and had a filial heart.
"Tell you what, call the doctor." Jessie's father suggested.
Jessie bit her lower lip, "That's the way it has to be."
After saying that, she put down the medical kit in her hand and stood up, about to go out.
Suddenly, George, who had been looking out of the window, turned his head back at some point and spoke, "Disinfect first, then bandage."
"What?" Hearing his words, Jessie stopped in her tracks.
Thinking she hadn't heard him, George pursed his lips and said it again.
Jessie was still the same, with dull eyes, "You ...... You're teaching me how to treat a wound?"
George's eyes flashed for a moment and he didn't speak anymore.
Jessie's father snorted coldly, "Jessie, what are you talking about? He would teach you? He would hate our family to death, how could he possibly be kind?"
Hearing Jessie's father's words, George's brow furrowed.
It turned out that this was how they, the Robinson family, actually viewed him.
Jessie's father didn't know what George was thinking and waved his hand at Jessie, "Jessie, go and call the doctor, don't pay any attention to him."
"Wait a minute, dad." Jessie shook her head and didn't go, but sat down and looked at George, "Mr. Joe, were you really teaching me how to do that? If so, can you please continue?"
Having said that, she bowed towards him.
Seeing this, Jessie's father became anxious and pulled her up, "Jessie, what are you doing? Are you begging him?"
"Dad, I ......"
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